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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 2:20:35 GMT
Snuff.
Snuff was a club within London that promised wild nights of alcohol, drugs, music and pleasure. Whilst it appeared like any normal club, it had doors that led to more seedy parts within it's darkened halls. This is where members of gangs within London met to discuss business and partake of the wild indulgences promised by it's proprietors.
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 13:31:08 GMT
The Nightclub was in full swing when The Plague Doctor arrived. He skirted along the shadows of the alley next to the building, until he found a side door, a pair of lightly armed thugs hanging outside. He pulled out one of his pistols, and attached a silencer it. He released the safety and a few seconds later, one of the thugs dropped dead, his brain matter splattered against a nearby wall. He quickly shot the other thug in the knee, immobilising him.
"FUCK!" the thug screamed, dropping to the floor.
"The Plague Doctor appeared behind him, the gun pressed to the back of the thugs head. "You're going to tell me where your boss is, within this club" he growled, gripping the mans hair to stop him from moving.
"OK! OK! JUST DON'T HURT ME!" the man yelled "he's in the basement, in one of the pleasure rooms"
"And are there any locks or door codes I should be aware of?" The Plague Doctor pulled against the man, making him squirm beneath him and gasp in pain.
"YES! The door behind me's combination is 3461, the one to the basement is 6926! Now please, let me go!" he cried, tears starting to form.
"Before I let you go, I have to do a 'background' check of sorts. What crimes have you committed in your past? I wouldn't advise lying to me" The plague Doctor asked in a placid tone.
"I've killed two people and prostitute, I've stolen quite a few times and I raped a school girl. Now please let me go" the man quickly said.
"Ah. OK" And The plague Doctor fired the gun he had pressed against the mans head. "With a record like that, I probably spared your life" he murmured to himself.
He moved the bodies away, but the blood stains stayed. He then proceeded crouched in the shadows of a nearby dumpster whilst he waited for Aurora to turn up.
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 14:59:49 GMT
Aurora danced through the shadows of London’s backstreets. People were already getting thrown out of clubs. Fights were breaking out, women having breakdowns on the kerbside with kebabs discarded beside them. Aurora tried to block out the stink of alcohol, bile and regret.
Aurora turned down an alley that lead to a dead end. She spotted a dumpster and hoisted herself up onto it. Then onto the wall. ‘What was that jump called in gymnastics?’ She tried to recall the specifics, but muscle memory took over and she jumped from the wall. One forward roll in the air and then a bad but safe landing. ‘I might need to lose the cape. That’s a shame.’
She sprinted down the alley until she reached the back door of Snuff. She noted the blood sprayed up the wall. “I see you’re already here?” She whispered to the darkness.
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 15:12:14 GMT
Plague Doctor stood to his full height "I am" he said, and holstered his gun "I've got the codes to get to the guy, but we're going to have to be fairly sneaky about this" he paused "well, we don't have to be, but it will make it easier" He moved towards her "we're going to be going into the basement, into a pleasure room" he stated, "but before we start, any questions? Do you need a weapon?"
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 15:26:55 GMT
“The guys just gave you the codes? Geeze, what idiots. I would have thought they would have bargained for their lives like ‘you can’t kill me! Without me you can’t get in!’ but I guess things are different in real life?” Aurora mused a little too casually. Her face hardened. “I’m ready. Just, don’t let me die?” She said a little timidly. “I’ve never shot a gun before, so I best just leave having weapons. If I’m close enough to be using a knife, then I’ll just use my power.” Aurora closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m really nervous.” She opened her eyes and looked at the freaky mask of the Plague Doctor. “I’ll follow your lead.”
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 15:44:02 GMT
(OOC: I'm gonna use Olem for a bit, it flows better than Plague Doctor)
Olem smiled beneath his mask, and drew one of his pistols "people are more cowardly than you give them credit for". He moved towards the door and entered the code, gently pushing it open and pointing the gun ahead of him in case someone was on the other side. Luckily, no-one was there, and he moved through the door, beckoning Aurora to follow suit. The music was getting louder, the floor vibrating slightly as the enormous speakers blasted distorted electrical noise.
After a few minutes of moving quietly through the building, the music covering his footsteps, he came across another door, but with a pair of goons outside it. 'This must be the door down' Olem thought to himself, as he discharged his firearm at them, quietly killing them. He crept forward and over the bodies, reaching the door. He input the code, and hoped that it was the correct door. There was a click, and Olem let out a breath he didn't realise he was holding in, and opened it slowly.
"Hey! Who's there?" Olem paused. Fuck. With an annoyed growl, he opened the door fully and fired his pistol, hoping he'd hit the guy before he ran off to tell his mates. He missed. "FUCK" the guy shouted, discharging his own firearm at him, the sound reverberating along the corridor. Olem put a bullet between the guys eyes, but the damage was done. The whole bloody basement will be aware that they're there now. He reloaded his pistol, and headed down the steps, into the maw of the beast.
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 16:05:59 GMT
Aurora raised an eyebrow at Olem. “You missed.” She pointed out before dashing down the stairs and into a new corridor. Her boots splashed through the blood as she ran. She could feel the vibrations from the loud music upstairs. Adrenaline pumped through her veins. ‘Do not think. Become.’ As she turned the corner, a door swung open. Immediately, she kicked the door with all her strength.
Aurora winced. ‘The MD.’
The person on the other side of the door stumbled backwards before exiting again. They began to fire their gun. Aurora took a bullet to the shoulder. It felt like a needle was piercing her skin. A minor inconvenience. He continued to shoot. Aurora ducked and weaved. She got close enough to grab his arm and smiled as blood dripped down her.
The holes in her flesh began to push the bullets out as they repaired themselves. The pieces of metal dropped to the floor and bounced as the thug began to scream as the holes appeared on him. One in the shoulder, the other in the chest. Aurora used the opening to push the thug behind her and towards Olem. “Doctor! You’ve got a patient!” She didn't like the idea of finishing him off with her own hands.
Aurora glanced into the room and saw a half naked woman hiding in the corner. "Are you alright?" Aurora asked.
"Fuck off!" The woman took a gun from behind her back and fired at Aurora, who barely managed to hide behind the wall again.
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 17:26:10 GMT
"I've got a patient?" Olem muttered to himself, making his way towards the room where Aurora was. He fired a quick bullet into the head of the guy as he made his way into the room. He ducked a bullet fired by some half naked girl, and decided now would be a good time to use his power. He pointed his hand towards her, and started to close his hand into a fist. At the same time, a rash started to spread all over the girl, causing her to scream and drop her gun, frantically scratching away as the rash slowly covered her body. With a growl, Olem closed his fist, and the girl collapsed, blood leaking out of her ears, eyes and mouth. "That works" he said, more to himself than anyone, and walked out of the room.
He kicked the door down of the next room, immediately having to roll to his side to attempt to not get hit by the hail of bullets. He let out a grunt of pain as one caught him in the stomach, and quickly snapped off a few rounds into the guy who shot him. Taking a moment of respite, once he confirmed the guy was dead, he looked at his wound, noticing blood was starting to pool near it. "Bollocks" he said, and pressed his hand into the wound to stem the blood flow.
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 17:35:02 GMT
“Do you need a hand?” Aurora asked, literally offering her hand to him. “And don’t be macho about it, wounds are my weapons.”
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 17:46:17 GMT
"Fine" Olem grunted, and held onto her hand "I think we're nearly there. Do you want to kill this guy, or do you have something more interesting in store Ms. Omen?" he asked, taking his hand off of his wound.
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 17:58:18 GMT
“Cardiac fibrosis and muscular dystrophy.” As the wound healed on Olem, Aurora collapsed to her knees suddenly. “Hnn.” She grunted and held onto the new wound. “I just need to pass that on to him, then you can do whatever you want. You can let the illness cripple him, or you can shoot him in the head. I’m holding it off the best I can, but I reckon as soon as I pass it to him, 7-ish years’ worth of muscle regression will hit him in seconds. That’s gotta hurt.” Aurora closed an eye. “But I think I’m pushing my body a bit too far right now, so the quicker we do this, the better.” She gave him a weak smile. The thought that she may actually die was starting to feel like a real possibility. Aurora tried to push it to the back of mind and focused on fighting off the disease.
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 18:25:16 GMT
"In that case, I'm going to let him suffer with it for a minute before killing him" he said, and pulled Aurora to her feet, holding her steady "you sure you're going to be able to do this?" he said, the hardness of his voice falling off briefly. Once he was sure she was fine, he pulled out his second pistol, and headed out to the next room. It was the last one. With a powerful kick, he shattered the door, and it fell down, a cloud of dust thrown up by it's landing.
Olem identified a bunch of men, he ran to cover behind a sofa to avoid getting riddled with bullets. One of the men ran out of the door, towards Aurora leaving Four men and a pair of pleasure girls. Olem Concentrated, and let a wave of nausea emanate out of his body, until he heard people starting to throw up. He jumped over the couch, and killed two of the men instantly, with one of the goons trying to shoot at him, but missing. The leader was on his knees, vomiting, whilst the girls did the same.
"You Freak!" the leader shouted in between his gurgling "what black magic is this?"
"Mine" Olem growled, shooting the last guy in the head. He holstered his guns and picked up the leader, slamming him into the wall. He turned towards the two girls "don't you fucking dare reaching for a weapon" he growled "we're going to wait here for my partner, and then the fun shall begin"
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 18:58:16 GMT
Aurora leaned against the wall as she let Olem take the front line. She caught her breath just in time for one of the goons to run out of the door. Her eyes widened as she stared down the barrel of a gun. The man pulled the trigger. There was a click. Nothing happened. Something was wrong with his gun. Aurora’s fear turned to a grim grin.
“This isn’t your lucky day.” Her hand sat on his stomach. He dropped his dud-gun and it hit the floor with a clank. He screamed as the bullet wound transferred to him, but Aurora didn’t stop there. She forced her hand through the new opening on his body. She kept pushing. The thug pleaded and started to claw at her arm. Any damage he did to her as he desperately flailed, she simply passed back to him.
Aurora pulled her hand out of the man’s stomach and he dropped to the floor. Her heavy boot slammed against his head and he was left there to bleed out while unconscious. She stared down at her hand with a frown. “Horrific… I should take care not to become a monster.” Her voice was stone cold. She walked into the room.
Aurora joined Olem in the main room. She walked over to where he had pinned the leader. Her hand was placed on the back of the leader. “What you are about to feel is what a 7 year old boy has been suffering from. You should feel honoured that you are saving his life.”
“You’re insane!”
Aurora stared into his eyes. She released the MD and cardiac fibrosis into the criminal. He roared in agony as all the muscles in his body started to shrivel or hardened to the point they could no longer function. His heart began to stiffen, his knees grew weak. He started to feel limp between Olem and wall.
As every injury or problem left Aurora’s body, she dropped to the floor. “Okay, I’m spent.” The phantom bruising started to cover her body again. “This prick is all yours now though.”
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Post by Plague Doctor on Jan 20, 2017 19:30:07 GMT
"OK" Olem said, reaching into his pocket and drew his book. "Lets see here . . . " Olem trailed off "ah yes, this will do" he stowed the book back in his pocket, and took one of his gloves off. He pressed his hand into the side of the mans face, watching with morbid fascination as his face erupted with pustules and boils. The man thrashed and screamed, until suddenly he stopped moving. He was dead. The two girls shrieked and ran out of the room.
"You ok?" Olem asked, turning to Aurora "jobs done here, so we best be out quickly" He walked over to her, and offered her his hand.
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Post by UraharaSteph on Jan 20, 2017 19:41:20 GMT
Aurora took his hand and slowly got up to her feet. She opened her dad’s first aid kit attached to her belt and dry-swallowed two painkillers. “I’m fine… I think… I feel like a lot of people just died.” Aurora quietly said as she started to exit the pit. “Even the guy I injured out there… He’s going to-“ Aurora looked down at herself covered in a mixture of bloods. She sighed. “I think I’ll leave killing to you. I nearly lost who I am out there.” Aurora mumbled. “At least when I pass on an illness or wound, then I’m detached from what happens next. It’s out of my hands then…” Aurora began to feel dizzy, but kept a swift pace.
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